On a warm, beautiful spring afternoon, sixteen years ago, my mom was expecting a baby as fresh as a spring flower. My grandparents and father accompanied my mother on her way to the hospital. They were cheering my mother before reaching the hospital. My parents knew that they will be having a baby girl. While my mom was crying in pain, my dad said, “You are going to give birth to an angel who will bring sunshine in our lives! You are going to give birth to an adorable baby who will make our dreams come true!” Meanwhile, my grandparents were searching for names for a baby girl. They strongly decided that my name should have a good meaning and be the synonym of the Hindu goddess of power. Finally, the delivery time approached. The room became
